Thursday, April 7, 2011

jyo_20110407


introducing

NUNNA SHEKHARAN”

analogy : nunnachi parru of yonder years


            I am making a trip to thiruvananthapuram again tomorrow by the 16341 at 0550 ist. I've got a ticket reserved - the seat number has come back to 43 – not exactly 42. it is already past 0230 hrs and it looks i will not be able to take even a small nap. 

                  an hour back i had gone to check up the gate - it has been left open as expected. and as planned i locked it with a lock of my own . even otherwise there are lots of entries and the indian pimps are concentrating on the side opposite to the gate which is a paddy field; and any body can get in through from across the fields. the idea is to ward off the possibility of  finding  the gate locked with another  lock to which you dont have a key and you not being able to get out of the house and  make the trip - nothing is beyond the indian gestapo 
 i was trying to make a link for the indian gestapo to my page incbas and it is repeatedly being changed. if you want to know some more about the indian gestapo please copy this web address http://xdby.diaryland.com/jyo20110320.html and paste it insde the address bar of you browser

            last time I did a ticket booking with the indian railways on the first april there was the fellow at the reservation counter in ernakulam junction telling me that no seats are available and his colleague at the enquiry giving me a confirmed seat later on! this was not at all anticipated and During that journey I found that the nunna sekharans who were to trail me and pester me were stranded; the nunnayans were annoyed and just stopped short of becoming violent.

                This time again I got the ticket booked at the far off ernakulam jn. for I had a speed post letter to send – to the proposed builders at thiruvananthapuram - that was on sixth I think. As usual I had gotten up late and by the time I started it was past 1830 and when I reached the ernakulam jn it was almost 2000hrs, just twenty minutes left for closing time. 
 
                 But, instead of attending to us, the person in the counter I was queuing in started a prolonged discussion with the person in the next counter and started staring at the monitor of the other seat rather than his own. There were a couple of gentlemen at that counter and some important information, could be matters concerning national security, was being conveyed to the man at my counter via the computer screen.
               Once the fellow on the right side finished there was the person in the left counter having a discussion with my counter. 
 
                       I was afraid that he might drag on and on and by the time my turn comes he will say that the time is up and no more reservations. Well in spite of everything there was still time left and I did get my ticket booked – thank goodness! 
 
                   I am almost certain that I am going to have the charming company of the NUNNA SEKHARANS in the train tomorrow morning. They would have loved it if I got the middle seat so that they can sandwich me between two nunn sekharans.


                    By the way the main function of this blog is to introduce the terminology NUNNA SEKHARAN.

              I had been calling the pakkichi police all sorts of names. It is ok me doing it ( shorry yaar, I am demented ) but you ladies might find those terminologies slightly awkward. So I was trying to find out an alternative that is sober enough and at the same time conveys the meaning. And I find the name nunna sekharan fits in ideally.
 
                   As any one who speaks malayalam knows the word nunna means lies and sekharikkal means collecting – and that is exactly what the function of indian pakkichi service is -  so the terminology is self explanatory.  It could also be that sekharan has some thing to do with hair and there again it is suited for the pakkichi police invariably has a comb or hair brush that the pakkichi takes out at frequent intervals and desperately combs his hair and mustache – could be lice infestation for these characters dont have much of a sense of hygiene.

              Analogy  is with the term nunnachi parua female predecessor of nunna sekharans who was doing an identical function in the past in this part of the democracy that is india. An important difference is that the nunnachi paroos had to find their own up keep while the nunna shekharans have the government paying them.

                nunna shekharan is a coveted posting  - you can make a lot more money. for example as soon as the nunnayan's victim goes to a vegetable shop and buy some plantain at the shop at pookkott pati, the nunnasekharan will walk in with that typical  "kushu itta naya" smile  and will buy a few kilos of the costliest bananas available there -  part of the perks.  

            having a rollicking time you know at the expense of the public. his catamite willl be waiting on the motor bike outside talking as loudly as possible on the cell phone about purchasing land and all sorts of things.

                    one of  the filthiest experiences in trivandrum is the nunnashekharan and/or his catamite taking a seat opposite you as soon as you enter a hotel to take some food, ordering this and that and eating exactly like a pig that has been starving for weeks - it is a nauseating scene!    over here i never eat out  and this scene of the pig at its meal does not geet enacted.
             shall i try eating out ?


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